This is a song about "Lamborghini bugatti escalade"

Got a bugatti with black and white seats call it chinese checkers,

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Word...bugatiis i just wake up in wait uh min u aint got no bugatti ok..i was playin bitch

Ive been discriminated against, evaluated than tossed out like garbage,

I dumped the hoe and fell asleep inside of a bugatti

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Me rolling// in lamborghini rims previously stolen//and watch you gasp at my

Versace odor and lamborghini owner

You is not hip then i can not coach her

Blaze past you in my bugatti

But we should be body to body

24's on that escalade and ya' chick in the back, gettin' laid,

That'd be the day his label treat him like a signal fade

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

You're a guy who'd buy a nissan and say it's a bugatti